17. Finn #2
When Chester realised what I was doing, he shoved a thigh between mine. Fuck. I bit his lip as I fucked myself against him.
His hands slid down my back to my rear, cupping me just as I had him earlier. And just like I had, he encouraged me to rut against him. To use him for my pleasure.
I did just that for a few minutes, letting Chester invade all my senses. His taste. Scent. Touch. Sight. Sound.
Everything was Chester. He was all that existed for me.
My hindbrain might’ve been on board with finishing like this, but all it took was me realising Chester was hard again for me to pause. I dragged my lips from his, both of us gasping in air. “Do you have any lube,m’eudail?”
“Umm, yeah.” Chester flushed, rolling away and rummaging in a drawer before looking back at me. “Condom too?”
I hesitated. When Chester had told me how much he loved bottoming, I’d planned on making that happen tonight, but suddenly I was terrified. If I gave Chester everything he wanted in one night, would he want another with me?
My hesitation had Chester flushing deeper. “It’s okay, we don’t have to. I get that I’m not everyone’s cup of tea and?—”
Fuck . What the hell had I been thinking? This whole time, I’d been insistent that I was putting Chester’s needs above my own. Instead, I’d focused on my own selfish desires and ripped open a wound for him.
What a fucking idiot.
I hauled him back to me, pressing our bodies together before he could even finish his sentence. “Do I need to get on my knees again to prove just how obsessed I am with this hole?”
Chester buried his face in my neck, trying to hide his embarrassment. “I know, but?—”
“No buts,” I said firmly, stroking down his crease. “Except this butt, of course. This delicious, addictive, fucking sexy as hell butt that I’m dying to bury myself inside.”
He pulled back so he could study my face. “But not tonight, right?”
“No,” I admitted softly. “Not for the reason you think though.”
I could tell he didn’t quite believe me. That I wasn’t speaking loudly enough to drown out the voices he’d lived with so long.
Perhaps honesty would suffocate them instead.
“If we do that, there’s no reason for us to do this again,” I said softly.
“I know you said ye were down for a repeat, but I can’t help but worry that you’ll change your mind.
That if I give ye everything, ye won’t want more.
I know that’s a stupid, selfish thing to think, but that’s what made me hesitate.
And I’m sorry. It goes against everything I said about not pushing you and putting your needs first, but I canna help but want more. ”
Chester smiled, cupping my face. “I’ve been very well acquainted with both stupid and selfish men in the past, Finn, and I can assure you that you’re neither.”
I leaned into his touch. “I’m happy to fuck you now, Chester. My feelings aren’t your responsibility. You don’t owe me another night, or anything past that. You’re in control here, always.”
My wolf didn’t protest at that, which was odd. Even with Danny, who was my literal alpha, he often kicked up a fuss about being told what to do. I never let it show, but it was there.
I’d been born a beta, but my wolf was more alpha than he should have been. That he was willingly submitting to this human…
Yeah. Chester was special. Very, very special.
He paused, biting his lip. I didn’t rush him, just silently waited for him to make up his mind.
“You’re right,” he said eventually. “I don’t think we should do that tonight.”
“You’re sure?”
“Yes.” He sighed, rubbing a hand over his head. “Listen, Finn, I can’t pretend that I see some bright future for us. ”
“I’m not asking for that.” Yet.
“I know. But I’m not saying that’s not on the cards either.”
Hope bubbled up so fast I almost choked on it. I fought to keep my face placid. “What are ye saying then?”
“I’m saying I want another night, and as stupid as it sounds…
” He sighed again. “Maybe knowing there’s something we both want to do that we’ve ‘left off the table’…
well, my brain might allow me to get on board with that easier.
You’re not wrong in thinking I might change my mind when I’m not in the heat of the moment.
” He gave me a strained smile, cringing slightly.
“Sorry. Bet you didn’t realise what kind of mess you were wandering into. ”
I kissed his forehead. “It just so happens that I love mess. Taking care of it and putting everything back where it should be can be very satisfying.”
Chester pinched my side, making me yelp. “There’s no way you can be real.”
I nudged my still hard cock against his. “Do I not feel real to ye, Chester?”
He moaned, his eyes darkening. He’d lost his erection during our conversation, but it was returning rapidly. “Some parts of you do, yes.”
I chuckled, nibbling at his jaw. That was fine. I wasn’t expecting Chester to believe me yet. He’d soon learn that I wasn’t joking. That everything I felt about him was deadly serious. “Did you get the lube?”
Wriggling until he had an arm free, he reached behind him and returned with the lube in hand. “Here, you’re in charge.”
My nip to his jaw was slightly sharper this time, drawing a delicious hiss from him. “That’s fucking right. In here, at least. ”
Neither of us commented on what I left unsaid. I’d already accepted that this human held my lead. I wondered how long it would take for Chester to realise it too.
Lubing up my hand, I reached between us and grabbed both of our cocks in my hand. With firm strokes, I slicked us both up.
“Fuuuuck,” Chester moaned, his eyes drifting shut as he thrust into my grip. “You feel so good, Finn.”
It did feel good, but it wasn’t enough. We weren’t touching enough. I needed more.
“On your back,” I ordered gutturally. “Legs open, m’eudail.”
He obeyed, and within seconds, I was covering him again. We were aligned from head to toe, my forearms on either side of his head, holding my weight.
My cock slid deliciously against his and we both groaned. “Aye, that’s better.”
Chester bucked his hips up to meet mine. “So good. Kiss me. Please.”
My lips met his and I started to really move. I fucked against him, the feel of his cock against mine taking me closer to the edge.
“Yes,” Chester moaned against my lips. “More. More, Finn.”
I growled and unleashed myself. I thrust against him sinuously, showing him exactly how I’d take him. The ways I was going to unravel him when I finally did get inside him.
One of Chester’s legs wrapped around my waist and I grunted, tapping the other to tell him to do the same. This new position had us pressed even closer. My abs were covered in a mix of precum and lube as we slid together.
“Finn.” Chester’s nails dug into my shoulders as I thrust against him faster. “So good. Fuck. ”
We were like animals, rutting against each other as we both desperately chased our release. I’d teased Chester’s first two orgasms out of him. This one, I was demanding.
He threw his head back on the pillow, eyes closed and neck strained. I had a sudden flash of what it’d be like to be inside him. How responsive he would be.
I came without even realising what was happening.
The sound I made had the windows rattling in the frames as I filled the tight space between us with jet after jet of cum. It seemed to last forever, pouring out of me with no pause as I rode near continuous waves of pleasure.
Chester started to come before I was done, his release mixing with my own. The knowledge that I’d done that, that I’d given him three orgasms in one night had my own stretching out.
When it was finally over, I collapsed on Chester. “Fuck me, that was intense.”
“You took the words right out of my mouth,” Chester wheezed, idly stroking my back. “Wow. Just wow.”
As much as I wanted to stay like this forever, I knew I had to be crushing Chester. Plus, the mess we’d made was becoming more uncomfortable by the second.
Forcing myself to roll away, I lay on the bed beside him and grinned. “Satisfied?”
Chester turned his head so I could see his eye-roll. “Yeah, like, an hour ago. Everything that’s happened since has taken me well past that.”
“Good,” I said softly, tapping his nose. “It’s what you deserve.”
The old uncertainty reappeared, but Chester didn’t argue with me. It was probably difficult for him to do so, considering all the evidence I’d given him to the contrary .
“Do you…” His voice cracked, and he cleared his throat and tried again. “Do you want to stay?”
My heart swelled so fast I touched the skin over it to check it wasn’t about to burst from my chest. “Aye, m’eudail. I do.”